A/N: Greetings my friends this is general Whitefur with a new story. This one takes place a few years after my other stories. Fox has become an admiral after disbanding the Star Fox team and everyone else is just living a pretty normal life. This is actually a lead in story to a new series, but I'm not going to tell you what the series is otherwise the ending just wouldn't be as exciting. Now read on, and please review.
Star Fox Command Council
Chapter 1
Just another Monday
The alarm clock in Fox and Krystal's room went off; it was precisely 6:30 in the morning. As Fox slowly regained consciousness he attempted unsuccessfully to turn off the alarm. "Oh really were going to play this game again are we?" As he said that he heard Krystal stir in bed next to him. He quickly grabbed the alarm clock and threw it against the wall "Shut up! Damn I hate that alarm. It has the most annoying sound to it." He sat up then and looked at Krystal who was across from him "Wake up honey." She stirred again then sat up "Morning hon. did you break the alarm clock again?" Fox snorted "Not beyond repair, unfortunately, I'll just have Slippy fix it when I get to the base, after all he's always looking for something to fix."
Krystal had gotten out of bed as she stretched "Well whose making breakfast today?" Fox got out of bed "I'll make some pancakes that should at least get Marcus out of bed for school." As soon as he said that Fox and Krystal's six year old son Marcus came bursting in through the door. Fox looked at Krystal and noticed that she had yet to get fully dressed he turned back to Marcus "Marcus scoot momma isn't dressed yet." Marcus looked at Fox then Krystal and then ran out of the room. Fox sighed he had noticed that Marcus was already fully dressed for school well he had yet to even get a shirt on. "How does he wake up this early on Mondays?" Krystal gave a brief laugh "The sound of you breaking the alarm clock, now get dressed after all you can't be late every day."
Fox nodded and got out of bed and headed for the closet, as he opened it he saw his usual work day selection. Being an admiral and the second highest ranking member of the Cornerian Defense Force (CDF) had its perks. One of which was the fact that he usually got to dress however he wanted. That said he tended to go with his old Star Fox uniform with a CDF comm badge on it. As he threw it on and headed to the bathroom and brushed his teeth. When he came out he saw Krystal wearing a pair of tight jeans and a short sleeve shirt with her khaki vest. "Do you wear that every Monday?" he asked. Krystal shrugged "Why not you wear that every Monday." Fox conceded the point "Well I better go make breakfast." He yawned "We have coffee right?" Krystal nodded "Don't we always?"
The two left their room and headed down stairs to the kitchen. As he entered he saw that across from the kitchen in the family room Marcus's eyes were glued to the TV. Fox smiled "Star Trek already? Krystal what have we done to our child?" Krystal kissed him on the cheek, "Well he's watching Enterprise so it's mostly you're fault." Fox walked over to the stove and started making pancakes "And what if it where Voyager Krystal?" Krystal smiled "Well then it would be my fault." She walked over and sat next to Marcus who promptly snuggled next to her as she put an arm around him.
Krystal smiled as she realized it was her favorite episode "Fox you ever think T'Pol will actually get married to Trip?" Fox looked over his shoulder "Well they've done about everything else haven't they?" Krystal smiled "True." Marcus looked up at her and said "Momma what were you and dada doing last night?" Krystal blushed and she could sense that Fox had heard as he was getting anxious. She kissed Marcus and said "Just something mommies and daddies like to do sometimes." Marcus seemed to be able to tell it was none of his business and simply focused on watching the show again. She saw Fox walking over with a large tray with three plates on it all of which had a stack of fresh pancakes on it. "Breakfast is served." As he set the tray down on the small table Krystal and Marcus took their plates and started eating.
Fox sat down next to Krystal and was about to take a sip of hot coffee when his comm badge chirped. He sighed and set down his cup "I wake up less than thirty minutes ago and already someone is after me." He tapped his badge and said "Admiral McCloud." The voice of general Whitefur came through a second later "Fox where are you?" Fox hit his head on the table to which Marcus giggled and Krystal smiled and shook her head. Fox replied "At home eating breakfast with my wife and son. Let me guess Fara wants the car again?" Whitefur's disembodied voice came back "Lucky guess, I'm ready to go whenever you are, and I would prefer we leave soon since we do have that press conference this morning." Fox's closed his eyes and put his head on Krystal's shoulder "Alright I'll be ready to go in a few minutes, Fox out."
The communication terminated and Fox began to pretend to cry, Krystal put an arm around him and said "It's alright Fox, now come on and eat." Fox brought his head up again and took a gulp of coffee; he then proceeded to eat his food at a record speed. A few minutes later he was done, he got up and headed for the door Krystal and Marcus followed him. "Alright I'm gonna get going." Krystal gave him a long and loving kiss good bye well Marcus attached himself to Fox's leg. As soon as Krystal was done Fox picked up Marcus and kissed him good bye "Alright I'll try not to be too late tonight." As he left Krystal and Marcus waved goodbye.
He found Whitefur in his driveway waiting for him, "Took you long enough, we have to be there early since the press conference is at eight today." Fox unlocked his car "And just what makes you think Nightshade is going to be there on time today?" Whitefur motioned to the driveway adjacent to Fox's as that was where Nightshade lived "As I hope you can see he's already left; now I suggest we do as well." Fox shrugged and got into the driver's seat as Whitefur got into the passenger seat next to him Fox smiled "I know why you're in a mood today." Whitefur's face soured "I am not in a mood of any kind." Fox keyed the ignition and backed out and they were soon on their way to the academy. "Actually you are Mr. I'm not in a mood every morning when Fara won't make a little love with me."
Whitefur snorted "Yeah like that would piss me off, why are you in such a good mood? I thought you hated it when we have to do a press conference." Fox sighed "Of course I don't like it neither do you, Nightshade or the administrator. Just look at it this way I have a wife who would do anything for me just like I would do anything for her, and I have a six year old son who is just a bundle…" Whitefur cut him off "Alright I don't need the whole explanation that you give me every morning. By the way I see Marcus is well on his way to following in his parent's footsteps." Fox glanced at him "How so?" Whitefur gave a brief laugh "He's already watching Star Trek, although I hope he hasn't seen any of the ones were Trip an T'Pol are doing the Vulcan massage thing." Fox chuckled "Of course not unless Krystal has been showing those ones to him herself."
Whitefur smiled "Want to know something?" Fox shrugged "Sure why not?" Whitefur looked at him "I caught Krystal, Katt, Fara, and Nightshade's girlfriend Bria discussing all of our relative merits." Fox nearly went through a red light well choking "Uh-Oh, I hope you don't mean merits in the bedroom." Whitefur smiled "Actually I do, don't worry from what I heard Krystal gave you a glowing report. Actually I was listening for awhile before they caught me; apparently they are all very satisfied." Fox hit the gas as the light turned green again "Good to know, by the way, do you think I should change into anything a little more formal for the press conference?"
Whitefur looked at him "Nah I think you're fine, you do know what the conference is about don't you?" Fox shook his head "Nope." Whitefur covered his face with his palm "Great, just great. Are we almost there?" Fox nodded an affirmative. "Good then I'll just go over it with you all when we get there seeing as it's only about 6:55."
A few minutes later the car pulled into the academy parking zone. Fox and Whitefur got out at the same time and walked towards the main building, as they entered through the doors the CDF soldiers there saluted them. "I'll never get used to that." Said Fox as he returned the salute. Whitefur chuckled "Are you to used to doing it yourself?" Fox nodded and went to the elevator as the doors opened he said "Tenth floor." The elevator started moving immediately. The two rode in silence, as the doors opened Fox headed straight for the chambers of the Command Council. The Command Council was headed by Whitefur, and was made up of Fox as admiral and head of the CDF space navy. Bill Grey head of the CDF ground forces, as well as Christopher Nightshade head of intelligence. Then there was Tasha the administrator.
The chamber was made up of a slightly raised semi circular desk that faced outward, behind which were high backed chairs for all five members of the council. Fox could see that everyone was already there, Tasha was typing on her laptop, Bill had his head on his part of the desk and was snoring, well Nightshade was doing pushups on the ground in front of the desk. Whitefur went over to Nightshade and put his foot on his back and pressed, Nightshades face connected with the floor causing him to yelp. Then Whitefur moved over to Bill and shook him he got no response, he tried slapping him, still nothing. "BILL!" he shouted this directly in his ear, but still Bill kept sleeping. Fox walked over "Here let me try." Fox brought his fingers to Bill's ear then snapped his fingers "Well I'm up, what Whitefur never seen someone wake up?" Whitefur was staring then he said "Why did that work?" Fox shrugged "No idea, it just does."
Whitefur looked at Tasha; she was a lean young vixen about a year younger than Krystal with blonde hair and reddish fur. Whitefur noted that she was still glued to her laptop. "You want to handle this or should I?" Fox just walked over to her and said "Boo." Tasha looked at him and said "What?" Fox smiled "Bonny has something to say about the press conference." She looked at him like he was crazy "What press conference?" Fox began to smile "You know the conference with all the reporters." Tasha stared blankly at him before saying "Oh you mean a douche convention, right?" Fox's smile grew wider "Yes, now how much coffee have you had to drink so far today?" She just looked at him then said "Does three cups sound believable?" Fox started to have to hold in his laughter "No, now how many?" She sighed "Ok six, seven, maybe eight?" Fox couldn't contain himself any longer he simply burst into hysterics. Whitefur had been doing the same, trying to contain his laughter but then Tasha simply closed her lap top and yawned.
Whitefur stopped laughing and looked at Fox "Shut up. Bill stay awake! Go get some coffee." Bill looked at him through half closed eyes "I've already had three cups, it hasn't helped at all." Fox looked at Bill "Wait a second, that can only mean one thing." Whitefur looked horrified "Decaf. No wonder Tasha's so out of it. "Great," said Fox, "Just great, two things, who called this press conference in the first place, and second who switched the coffee?" Whitefur looked at Nightshade "Nightshade did you call the press?" Nightshade's face looked indignant "Why would I call them? The only thing news worthy is the new spending for the academy simulators, and I had nothing to do with that." Whitefur shrugged "I'll take that as a no. Bill did you… BILL for the last time stay awake! Now did you call a press conference?" Bill's eyes managed to come more than halfway open when he said "Why would I call it? I hate the press more than anyone in this room."
Fox looked at Tasha "Well that leaves one person." Fox walked back over to Tasha "Tasha, did you call a press conference?" She looked at him blankly then said "Maybe, at least if I did I don't remember." Fox's head sank and he walked back over to Whitefur "Alright what time is it?" Whitefur looked at his watch "7:50." Fox looked at Tasha and Bill "Ok that means we have ten minutes to get her and Bill some real coffee." Whitefur nodded "Give me the keys to your car I'll go to the coffee shop and get as much coffee with as much sugar in it as possible." Fox nodded and handed him the keys "Ok Nightshade and I will stall the press, but make sure that you hurry." Whitefur assured him he would hurry than ran out of the room.
Just as he left a CDF soldier came in "Sirs the press is getting antsy." Fox looked at him "How antsy?" The soldier looked a bit nervous but it wasn't about Fox "Sir there on the verge of rioting about the fact that your already a minute late." Fox sighed "Thank you trooper, dismissed." The trooper saluted and left. "Well Nightshade we better get out there." Nightshade hit his head on his desk then got up "Ok I'm ready now, but what about those two?" Fox shrugged "Let Bill sleep and Tasha is way too out of it for this, so it's up to us." Nightshade frowned "Why is it always up to us? Alright let's go."